Its Magic Exposed
Seven years of perfection,
the memories still deep
in my heart
A constant beginning,
one vow
that we never would part
With time and the seasons,
and those reasons
that neither of us chose
We fell dead like a mystery,
unraveled,
—its magic exposed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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